When the Villain is Bound to the Female Lead System

Yu Yi wanted to create her own Sword Realm, a feat that could not be accomplished overnight, especially since she now possessed both Thunder and Fire Sword Spirits, requiring the creation of two separate Sword Realms.

Xue Chenjing and Crane Senior Brother could only sense the turbulence of sword energy deep within the island, where the forces of Thunder and Fire intertwined in the dense forest. They stared anxiously but dared not step into the area, fearing their presence might disrupt their master's efforts to construct the Sword Realm.

Crane Senior Brother, finding himself utterly bored, discovered a new pastime. He led the bird flocks disturbed by the Thunder and Fire spiritual energy on Crescent Bay Island to relocate to Tree Island.

Some sea birds obediently followed him, while others refused to heed the command of a single red-crowned crane. Crane Senior Brother then chased them down, pecking fiercely until he subdued them through sheer force.

Tree Island now housed many genuine bird nests, and even the wooden houses Xue Chenjing had built on the branches, which had been vacant, were now occupied. The once tranquil Tree Island had become a bustling hub of activity due to the arrival of the bird flocks, with chaotic birdcalls echoing from dawn to dusk and from dusk to dawn.

Crane Senior Brother led the birds in daily assemblies, building a beautiful new home, making so much noise that Xue Chenjing was driven to the brink of madness. Whenever he closed his eyes, all he could hear were birdcalls. He had involuntarily learned some common bird language, and even many curses.

He finally understood how Yu Yi could understand Crane Senior Brother's birdcalls.

Xue Chenjing was kept awake by the birds late into the night, pacing restlessly in his room. As time passed, Yu Yi's lingering scent in the room had grown fainter, unable to soothe his agitated heart.

He rolled onto the bed, clutching the bedding and rubbing his face against the pillow, inhaling deeply. Unfortunately, every trace of Yu Yi's scent on the bed had been overshadowed by his own, providing no comfort and only intensifying his distress.

Outside the window, the birds sang through the night, and even his rare, tender dreams were filled with their chirping.

In his dream, after much coaxing and pleading, he finally received permission to kiss her. But as Yu Yi opened her mouth, a series of melodious birdcalls escaped. Xue Chenjing jolted awake from this nightmare, unable to endure it any longer, and abruptly sat up.

He threw off the bedding, his hair disheveled, curls cascading down his back, his eyes red beneath the stray strands. He buried his face in the pillow, rubbing away the dampness at the corners of his eyes. He was in a state of unrelieved agitation, like a deeply resentful demon.

Without Yu Yi's presence and her comforting touch, Xue Chenjing felt as though he was withering away from the inside out.

Demonic energy surged from him, seeping through the wooden window frames and condensing into a terrifying nine-headed bird in the night sky.

The Nine-Headed Bird flapped its wings, flying over Tree Island, its nine heads simultaneously emitting warning shrieks. The sea birds on the trees were all subdued by its cries, finally falling silent.

Xue Chenjing closed his eyes, exhaling deeply. Invisible tentacles emerged from the void, writhing along the roof beams, their tips swaying as they sought the lingering sweet scent in the air.

The tentacles filled the room like an opening flower, extending from the bed, tracing Yu Yi's movements within the room.

A tentacle descended from the window frame to the balcony, wrapping around a tree chair, its abdomen pressing tightly against the spot where Yu Yi had sat, its tip curling around the vine where her fingers had once gripped.

That spot had been caressed by the tentacles numerous times over the past few days, the vine now polished and almost varnished, yet it still failed to satisfy Xue Chenjing.

Another tentacle extended down the stairs, carefully picking up a crumpled paper ball from the floor, a discarded talisman Yu Yi had once touched.

He took the paper ball, sniffing it. It still carried a faint trace of her scent, untainted by his own.

Xue Chenjing smiled contentedly, clutching the paper ball and collapsing onto the bed, murmuring softly, "Ah Yi, Ah Yi, Ah Yi..."

Within Crescent Bay Spirit Island, spiritual energy was drawn by someone, converging like a storm towards the Spirit Pool at the center. The spiritual mist condensed into rain, which did not extinguish the sword flame Yu Yi held in her palm but instead fueled it, making it burn more vigorously.

The sword flame absorbed enough spiritual energy, splitting into two, then three, eventually producing nine flames. The flames encircled her, their light forming lines that connected with each other, gradually creating an independent realm.

This Sword Realm was like a fruit borne on the Fire Spiritual Root, with spiritual energy flowing from Yu Yi's dantian into the realm, where it was refined into fire spiritual power. Within the realm, clusters of flaming red lotuses bloomed, and wherever the Sword Realm extended, fiery red lotuses appeared out of thin air.

Crane Senior Brother, with his flaming feathers, joyfully circled among the flaming red lotuses, choosing his favorite flame and settling into it.

Yu Yi withdrew the Sword Realm, stepping onto the Green Bamboo Sword, breaking through the lingering spiritual mist in the forest, and flying towards the lush Tree Island. Despite the abundant spiritual energy and favorable conditions, forming the Sword Realm had left her extremely exhausted, in desperate need of rest and recuperation.

The Green Bamboo Sword carried her across the vast sea, through the dense canopy, to the wooden house.

Yu Yi lightly jumped from the sword to the terrace, but unexpectedly stepped on the tentacles coiled around the rattan chair. She suddenly sank into the flesh nest and, before she could react, was awakened by the tentacles and dragged into the house.

Xue Chenjing, half-asleep and half-awake, felt Yu Yi's breath. She threw away the waste paper ball in her hand, turned over, and before her mind was fully awake, she instinctively opened her arms and pulled the person who was dragged over by the tentacles into her embrace.

"Are you a jellyfish or a dog?" Yu Yi raised her hand to block the head that was sniffing at her neck, feeling his wet and hot lips and tongue pecking from her neck all the way to the collar. In the time it took to say just one sentence, the ribbon around her waist was loosened by the tentacles, and her clothes were left in disarray.

"I'm the master's little dog." Xue Chenjing said coquettishly, still a bit vague, and only fully woke up after speaking. He couldn't believe it and blinked, then poked Yu Yi's cheek with his fingertip, as if he still couldn't determine if this was a real person.

Yu Yi laughed at him, "What are you doing? Are you still sleepy?"

No bird calls, this is not a dream!

"Ah Yi, I miss you so much." Xue Chenjing whined pitifully, and before Yu Yi could respond, he lowered his head and kissed her lips. His parched tongue almost immediately pushed open her teeth as soon as their lips touched, entwining with her tongue.

Her scent once again enveloped his senses, and Xue Chenjing, like a grass plant finally receiving the rain it had been waiting for, happily unfolded its leaves. The tentacles lay on the floor, slowly writhing in a state of intoxication.

The lips were finally released, and Yu Yi could finally catch her breath, immediately feeling the lingering breath reaching her heart. She tilted her neck slightly, taking a shallow breath, her waist unable to help but soften, yet she still mustered the strength to push his forehead, "Stop teasing, I'm very tired, I just want to have a good sleep and rest."

Xue Chenjing glanced at her, then lowered her eyelashes, reluctantly extending her tongue to lick once before helping her pull up the collar, restraining herself and saying, "Alright, go to sleep."

Yu Yi trembled slightly, unable to hold up her heavy eyelids, and her eyelashes slowly closed. In her drowsiness, she vaguely felt a pair of arms supporting her, gently removing her shoes, taking off her outer garment, untying her hair ornaments, loosening her hair tie, smoothing her hair and tying it at the end, and placing it over the pillow.

All the burdens on his body were properly taken care of, Yu Yi completely relaxed, let out a comfortable hum, and fell into a deep sleep.

Xue Chenjing stared at her without blinking, struggling alone for a long time, finally let out a long sigh, performed a cleansing technique, changed into clean inner clothes, and quietly climbed over to hold her.

Yu Yi constructed the Sword Realm, which consumed a great deal of energy, and even after sleeping for a day and a night, she still did not wake up. Xue Chenjing stayed by her side in the wooden building, while the nine-headed bird he summoned patrolled the tree island, making it so that even Crane Senior Brother did not dare to hold a meeting. The entire tree sea was filled with birds, yet not a single one dared to chirp.

If you can't call, you have to be threatened to fly to the outer islands to pick fruits and bring them back. Crane Senior Brother heard that these fruits are picked for Yu Yi, and he is very enthusiastic, leading a group of sea birds who dare not call around to pick fruits.

After Yu Yi had slept enough and woke up, he yawned and went downstairs, only to see a house full of various kinds of fruits.

She heard the argument between Xue Chenjing and the system outside the house, "Where in this ghost place do you find the seasonings you mentioned? Hurry up and exchange them from your mall."

The system whined, "Master, you've already spent all the points you earned from completing tasks!"

Xue Chenjing pondered and then insisted, "Then you should now issue a task for me to make fruit pastries for Ah Yi. After I complete it, you can reward me with points."

The system: "..." My host, you're quite good at instructing me.

It dutifully climbed up the task tree, trying to find a suitable temporary task. The internal structure of the task tree indeed resembled a pine tree, with task progress sprouting from the root. The lowest branches, the most numerous, represented the largest number of tasks that could be issued, such as daily chores like washing clothes, cooking, serving tea, or saving the beauty. These were all tasks designed to build favorability.

However, Xue Chenjing had completed most of these tasks during his time at Cloud Mountain. The remaining tasks that hadn't been triggered were now grayed out because the main storyline had moved past that stage. They couldn't be issued anymore, even if the host was willing to complete them, as there would be no rewards.

The higher one went, the fewer such superficial tasks designed to win over the target existed. By the time the main task had stalled, there were no more of these trivial temporary tasks.

The system muttered, "When I issued these tasks, I advised you to complete them properly, but you didn't listen, always trying to get by with the least effort. The points you earned were minimal, and now that you have none left, you're in a hurry."

Xue Chenjing was the worst host it had ever had. Indeed, a host obtained for free just wasn't reliable.

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The system sighed again, wondering why it had been bound to the antagonist instead of the heroine! It had never made such a low-level mistake before, leaving it utterly baffled.

Xue Chenjing grew impatient with its complaints and sneered, "I remember you once said you were the ace tutorial system across myriad worlds, having guided many hosts to successfully complete tasks, accumulating a substantial reward points. After completing the tasks, there was also a grand reward waiting for me..."

The system was shocked that its host had such a good memory. It remembered every word the system had said when they were first bound, word for word.

To protect its pension, the system desperately played dumb, "Did I say that? No, I'm just a lowly ranked system, where would I get such a substantial reward?"

Xue Chenjing vigorously pried open a coconut with a knife, his voice dripping with menace, "Oh? So everything you said before was nonsense? It's all untrustworthy? You were lying to me from the very beginning?"

The system panicked, guiltily exclaiming, "Master, why would you think that? You must believe me, everything I do is for you and the heroine to end up together."

Xue Chenjing was amused by this statement, "You're only good for that."

Yu Yi paused, deliberately concealing her presence. That line from the system was so familiar, so typical of a playboy's tone. "Why would you think that? You must believe me, everything I do is for your own good."

Not a single word addressed his real question—"I'm not lying to you."

Yu Yi frowned, wondering if Xue Chenjing had really been deceived by the system.